Warnings: Slash, Language and Violence
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Hermione's POV
Things were frustrating. Ronald hadn't done his homework, and Harry was being unusually quiet, and my workload was unusually light. It was NEWTS year and the professors were lightening the homework? What the hell? I mean last night I finished it in less than three hours! Professor Snape seemed to be the only sane one…
I was currently walking to potions with Blaise, Harry and Ron.
Harry, who had changed his mind after fifth year, now aspired to be a healer. His workload had doubled at the least and I was happy to say that we might be getting another bookworm on our hands. What with having to take charms, herbology, potions, transfiguration and the healing classes that were only available to sixth and seventh years. He also took DADA classes to keep up with training.
Ronald, he still wanted to be an auror, the strong headed Gryffindor he was.
Blaise, I believe he mentioned that he wanted to work in the Ministry of Magic, in the misuse of muggle artifacts office. It seems the raven haired Slytherin had a secret passion for Muggle products. Who would've known?
I, well…I wasn't quite sure what I wanted to be yet…there were several things that appealed to me, but I wasn't sure on anything.
I looked at Harry who was walking slightly ahead of the three of us, his head was down and he appeared to be deep in thought. Ron and Blaise were chatting on about wizard's chess or something equally boring. It seems that they would get on well enough. My attention shifted back to Harry, I sped up slightly and looked at him, scrutinizing the emotions playing across his face. There were easy ones, sadness, confusion and hurt…and some I had rarely seen on Harry's face, longing, excitement and knowing.
"Done yet 'Mione?" Harry asked I jumped at his sudden question; it seems he caught my staring…
"Um…sorry Harry." I apologized; he smiled and shook his head
"Nah, that's ok." Harry chuckled; I sighed and stared at the floor "Something wrong Hermione?"
"Truthfully…I'm just worried." I stated quietly, Harry perked an eyebrow
"About?" He asked curiously
"Well…school, life…Draco…and…well…you." I told him, looking him straight in the eye. He seemed slightly surprised that I was worried about him.
"Why? Are you worried about me?" He asked, with a mixture of confusion and flatter.
"Because, you've been really quiet…and so has the death eater population." I stated with a hint of sarcasm, Harry rose an eyebrow at this
"I do believe that you've been spending too much time with Slytherins." He stated teasingly, I found myself blushing…and I couldn't for the life of me figure out why.
Harry smirked in a very uncharacteristic way and I looked down the hall.
"I have absolutely no idea what you are insinuating Harry." I stated calmly as we neared the potions room, Harry looked at me innocently
"I have absolutely no idea what you insinuate I insinuated." Harry replied, a smile tugging at his lips, I looked at him
"Do you think you're talking to Ron? A bit of witty banter isn't going to do anything to muddle my brain." I said, trying to look affronted. Harry smiled
"Nah 'Mione, I'd never have a chance." Harry stated as we came to a stop outside the potions classroom, we were the first ones there….unless you count Draco…who I assumed, was still conversing with Professor Snape. I leaned against the dungeon wall and let my thoughts take over; I twirled a strand of my hair and stared unfocusedly at the floor. If I had looked up I would've seen a certain raven-haired Slytherin staring rather fixedly at me.
But, I confess, I didn't look up until the dungeon door opened and Professor Snape glared out into the hallway. Gathering my books and bag, I walked into the classroom and sat at a table, Blaise sat down next to me and Ron sat with Seamus, which coincidentally left Draco with Harry. I smiled slightly at Blaise and readied myself for taking notes.
"Today we will be attempting a NEWT level potion. It will be hard…strenuous…tedious and require all your dexterity." Professor Snape drawled, looking about the room in a very bat like way. I knew he had already lost about ⅔ of the class with his over dramatic speech. But I was proud to say…Harry didn't seem to be one of them. "It's called the Vitapectus Potion. Can anyone tell me the properties?" At once my hand, Blaise's hand, Draco's hand and Harry's hand shot up. Professor Snape looked slightly surprised that Harry had raised his hand, but I saw a malicious glint sneak into his eyes. He smirked and nodded in Harry's direction
"You dare Mr. Potter?" He asked in a drawling voice, Harry nodded and looked the Professor straight in the eye
"The Vitapectus potion is used as a high stress reducer, to prevent heart attacks. Or if the occasion calls for it, to restart the heart after a heart attack." Harry stated in an unwavering voice, the class looked on in awe, even Professor Snape looked impressed, but it seems Harry wasn't done there. "But if used when the heart is healthy, it can cause death or artery clogging." Professor Snape raised an eyebrow and grimaced
"Well, sadly…that's correct. 10 points to Gryffindor." Professor Snape said in a depressed voice. The room sat in a stunned silence, Snape had just awarded points to Gryffindor. I admit, even I was surprised, the Slytherins looked murderous. The professor magical the instructions onto the black board and sat behind his desk looking depressed. I admit that Blaise and I worked well together…much better than Ronald. Professor Snape stood
"I'm leaving for the rest of class. Behave." He commanded before leaving the room in a sweeping manner
We were about halfway done with our potion when Blaise looked at me ashen faced…
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Blaise's POV
Two centimeters of OH BLOODY HELL! Yep…that hurt, bugger all! I put my hand to the source of the pain, my lower back…and I was very disturbed when I pulled back my hand…to find quite a large amount of blood. I paled and looked at Hermione before…erm…losing consciousness in a very dignified way.
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Hermione's POV
I looked down at Blaise's hand…which was covered in blood…I paled and stood up as he fainted. I managed to catch him before he hit the ground…thankfully by that time Harry had made his way over, with Draco right behind him.
"'Mione calm down, he'll be ok, do you know any spells that can help him?" Harry said with his attempt on a comforting smile
"N…No…" I said shakily, Harry nodded and picked Blaise up, trying not to move him too much and made his way to the door. I stood up and followed with Draco to the Hospital Wing…
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-gasps- OH NO! Will Blaise be ok? -cackles evily- thats for me to know and you to find out.
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